NOT ALONE>
Should I tell you why I feel so down,
when all I've carried for days is
the same old doubts?
Well I'd tell you if I'd had a plan,
only you're one of those with
your head in the sand.
While I don't feel so afraid,
maybe this is just some kind of phase,
but I don't care about the wind in my face.
'cos I'm not alone, these days.
Could I tell you how I hear those sounds?
Well I've been roaming the streets with
my head in the cloud,
and I won't need to show you my heart.
'Cos all I need in my hands is an Electric Guitar.
Well I thought that you understood,
that friends like these won't ever do me no good.
'cos I have never known the people I should,
but I'm not alone, these days.
Maybe I misunderstood.